Peerless Taoist

0The pressure suddenly became stronger, and all the cultivators stopped in their tracks.    

    

They weren't fools either. The Yinluo Sect would rather offend countless families of Middle Land, or even the Middle Land and Lingxiao Sect, all for the sake of silencing them.    

    

They must have their own motives for coming to this ancient ruins.    

    

When the mysterious Hall Master saw that these cultivators still dared to stay here, he shouted angrily, "Get lost! Are you courting death?!"    

    

At this moment, Zhen Tianxiong also reacted.    

    

In this place, this mysterious Hall Master had the strength to crush everyone.    

    

But now, he actually intended to let them go.    

    

Zhen Tianxiong naturally wouldn't think that this mysterious Hall Master would be so kind.    

    

The real reason was perhaps because even this mysterious Hall Master was busy with his own business.    

    

"Hmph! Since you're not leaving, then go to hell!" The mysterious Hall Master's eyes suddenly turned cold.    

    

He actually gave up on the altar and stretched out his palm, slapping towards Zhen Tianxiong and the others from afar.    

    

"Block him!"    

    

Zhen Tianxiong shouted out loudly. He flicked his long sleeve and countless of magic power burst out.    

    

The rest of the cultivators also used all their strength to release their magic power and true qi to block this palm strike.    

    

With a 'Pu' sound, the group of cultivators kept retreating and fell to the ground.    

    

This was the gap between them.    

    

"Impossible, why aren't you affected by the slightest bit of pressure!" Zhen Tianxiong bellowed.    

    

A pair of cold eyes appeared under the mysterious Hall Master's bamboo hat.    

    

At this moment, the scene on the altar changed once again.    

    

A sound suddenly came from the white jade coffin.    

    

Dong! Dong! Dong!    

    

It was as if there was something inside that wanted to come out.    

    

The mysterious Hall Master rushed towards the altar without any hesitation.    

    

Crack! Crack!    

    

Along with the sound of a mechanism, the countless skeletons around the altar stood up simultaneously.    

    

These skeletons were somewhat similar to the Ghastly Soldier in front of them, but their bodies were much bigger.    

    

"Humph! The formation genie has appeared now!" The mysterious Hall Master sneered.    

    

What, formation genie!?    

    

The cultivators watching from the side were also shocked.    

    

When they arrived, all the formations they encountered were lifeless, as if no one was controlling them.    

    

Why was there a formation genie here?    

    

Following the mysterious Hall Master's voice, a blurry figure appeared beside the white jade coffin.    

    

It was a hunchbacked old man. He bent his waist and held a walking stick in his hand. He looked extremely old and gloomy.    

    

However, following the appearance of this old man, the surrounding pressure became stronger and stronger.    

    

"You all should leave at once!"    

    

The old man's voice exploded in everyone's ears.    

    

The pressure seemed to be accompanied by the voice as it echoed in the spacious hall.    

    

Everyone's expressions changed. This was the formation genie. Could it be that the pressure was emitted by the formation genie?    

    

How powerful was he?    

    

The mysterious Hall Master did not say anything. He suddenly took out two long iron chains from his sleeve.    

    

Whoosh! Whoosh!    

    

The two iron chains flew out, leaving a whistling sound in the air. After that, they flew towards the coffin on the altar.    

    

The old man did not move, as if he did not see the chains at all.    

    

Clang! Clang!    

    

The sound of metal and stone colliding rang out in the air. The iron chain seemed to have hit an invisible wall and was bounced out in the air.    

    

The old man looked at the mysterious Hall Master and said coldly, "Cultivator, I'm warning you one more time. Leave immediately!"    

    

The mysterious Hall Master sneered and said, "A formation spirit only has the residual soul left. I'll see what you can do after I exhaust your last bit of spirit energy!"